Ch 1

Wufei walked past the local run-down market on the L2 colony, covered with the usual vandalism that was incorporated into this type of neighborhood. He was now used to seeing windows with the cracked patterns of spider webs and spray paint the color of rainbows being used as markings for gang territories. All of the lovely comforts of L2, Duo must have had it rough growing up as a kid.

Turning left down a trash cluttered street, he dubbed 'Crack alley', Wufei headed towards the gray bricked building. It loomed out next to the others; one of the few buildings with some form of architecture to it, a simple arching doorway.

He jimmied the lock open quickly and locked it behind him before heading up to the second floor. He entered one of the small rooms off the main hall and came to one of the cleanest areas for a two mile radius.

Sally had left on a mission five days ago that was stated as 'extremely important'. She had looked at Wufei so worriedly that he had instantly agreed to stay on L2 where they had been stationed for the month long period directly after the Mariemeia incident. One month since his screw up. Oh well. Heero said he had forgiven him, as did the others. They really were comrades to the end and apparently even after the end had come and gone.

While here, Wufei picked out this one room flat for the somewhat decent locks and the window that had a garbage bin below it; an easy escape route if it was ever necessary. The set up wasn't half bad for a condemned building. Cleaning it to his normal standards had taken a full two days.

Wufei avoided walking over the center of the room as he moved over toward the window to see if anyone was around. There was a rug down in the center that hid a hole and shaky support for the floor.

No movement outside in crack alley and Wufei sat down under the window. He was tired. It had been five days since Sally had left. To keep busy he had been reporting to the tiny Preventer branch that was four miles away about local drug rings and revolution plots that were brewing in these L2 slums.

Une had told him to simply sit tight until Sally came back and continue to report on any activity that was being initiated around that area. Easy enough mission, cake actually compared to what he was hearing on the news when he stopped by the local Preventer branch. There were emergency responses from Preventers on a daily basis, sweeping in to put out rebellions before they had the barest chance of growing, riots brewing in every corner of the globe, and politicians wanting the people who incited the Mariemeia incident to burn.

It was a strange situation in the world at the moment, pacifism with a highly defensive edge to it, with a very strong emphasis on highly. The style seemed to fit the new world order though, and while Wufei felt his skills could be used elsewhere more effectively, he found he liked his position of belonging within the Preventers even if he was just reporting on plotting gangs and drug problems. Everything helped a little. At least that was what he was telling himself to stay sane while holed up in the building that needed to be demolished and had no health standards applied to it.

His cell beeped and he glanced at the caller - Duo. Heero and Duo appeared to be taking turns calling every other day for the last three weeks. At least it was a break in the monotony; at the same time it was so fixed into his schedule perhaps it was now part of it. "Hello?"

"Wuffers! My man! Just the guy I wanted to chat too." Wufei let a small smirk on his face emerge. It was good that Duo's enthusiasm had been neither inflated nor curbed by the end of the war. "Hey, guess who you're gonna see tomorrow?"

May as well go along, "Who?" he asked.

"Why me of course! And Heero and Sally and Trowa and Quatre too!" Wufei was silent staring at the composite door with the maroon paint peeling from it. That was a major crew coming in. Something big was going down. The largest number of the pilots together so far after the war was three. And to have Quatre coming in…he had retired from the business of taking down the enemy. "Hellooooo….You there Fei Fei?"

"Why?"

There was a low tone in his voice when he stated the next phrase, "We'll let you know tomorrow. Toddles!"

The line went silent in Wufei's ear. He shut the phone and let it hit the floor as he thought about the call. The heavy hitters were coming. Une would only band them together if something major was about to go down. The blood started pumping through his veins a little faster. This would be amazing, the challenge he was waiting for.

He breathed in deeply and settled into a meditative position. Store the adrenalin, use it for the mission.

Whatever they were going to be thrown into, he would be ready.

TBC...